Emma
I stop, tense muscles, heart slamming so hard I don't think I can keep it in, probably my mother is going to hear it through the door.
Knox’s hand is still clamped over my mouth, his body pressed over mine, still inside me, still trembling in the aftershock of cumming.
He stares at me, calm and commanding. “Don't do anything stupid.”
Gina knocks again, softer. “Emma? I swear I heard… something. Are you crying?”
Panic freezes me like ice water. I try to push him off, but he doesn’t budge, just leans down, lips at my ear. “Breathe. Answer her and make it sound normal.”
I manage to respond in a shaky voice. “Mom? Yeah. Just bad dream.I’m fine, go back to sleep.”
Silence. Then my mother's voice rings out, hesitant. “You sure? You sounded upset. You want me to come in?”
No.God,
